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      "No, I want to go with you" Mrs McQueen argues with Samuel.

Samuel is trying to convince her to go with John and find the dagger, Nightmare, but the hard lady insist on going to rescue her daughter.

"You may be a hunter but believe me you are only going to be a nuisance" Samuel says.

"She is my daughter and I have every right to go after her" she argues.

"Look, you may be in a hurry to die but I'm not letting that woman suffer anymore losses.

She already lost her father, I don't want her to lose her mother as well".

Mrs. McQueen pauses as she hears his words.

She folds her fist hard and bites her lip before raising her head and looking up at the six foot of a man.

"So you care about her, that's good enough for me" she scoffs and turns around.

"I will go with John," she says.

Samuel sighs, "Now I can be focused" he whispers to himself.

Mrs. McQueen walks to meet John, close to his mustang in the park.

"I'm guessing he managed to convince you to follow me" John says.

"Goddamn vampires. It's like he knows exactly what to say", Mrs. McQueen says.

John glances at her, 'Yeah right, vampires. Only if you knew'.

"How come you don't do that?", she asks, "Because I don't bullshit with you, Mary. Let's get going" John says as he opens the car door.

     Samuel adjust his clothes as he prepares to carry out a plan to rescue Rachael and Gabriel.

He enters the red impala with the charisma of a Lamborghini owner and the aura of a hero readying his stead.

He takes in deep breaths as he considers the fact that he is walking into Count Dracula's lair.

He says a silent prayer before he starts the car and goes onto his target.

John and Mrs. McQueen drive off.

The blonde man turns towards the lady, "Mary, what are you doing still involved in this?

I thought you were out" John says.

"I was until a fucking werewolf came to my doorstep" she says, John stares at the road.

"I'm wondering how the hell Rachael even got to work for those guys" Mrs. McQueen says.

"That was me," John says bluntly.

"What? Why the hell would you do that?" she asks furiously, "Because I believed she would be safer with them.

Mary listen, there is something dark going on and those twins aren't spilling it.

Rachael got tracked", John says.

"What are you talking about?" she asks as she turns her attention to John, "They found your daughter, the girl that didn't die.

They sent someone over to watch her and I killed him.

Next day I asked Samuel to give her a job while I got her fired", John narrates.

"And you sent her to the main targets?", "They were bound to meet eventually", John horns at a vehicle causing traffic.

"I'm still wondering why I haven't blown your head off" "Probably because I'm your bestie" John says with a wide smile revealing his fangs.

"Put that away, it's disgusting".

COUNT DRACULA'S LAIR.

      Droplets of blood kiss the hard floor as Rachael rubs her mouth against her arm. She groans as she crawls on her back using her elbows and legs.

Fear plays with her heart like a child on it's toy.

Her heart beats fast as she eyes the tall beast laughing like a maniac.

Dracula laughs and turns to Gabriel, "She is so fragile. Is this your spec, son? Little fragile girls".

"Explaining it to someone who has no heart is pointless," Gabriel says.

Dracula puts on a smile and pulls out a penknife. He rubs the penknife against his lips, moving it from left to right before licking it.

He looks Gabriel straight in the eyes while Rachael struggle to her feet.

"In place of her father I will have you watch her die slowly," Dracula says and swiftly turns back to Rachael.

He throws the penknife at her and into her thigh.

Rachael screams and Gabriel snarls, their chaotic lamentations fill Dracula's ears like a melody of joy.

Rachael struggles on her feet as blood trickles down her thigh.

"Child, tell me. Where did your father keep my dagger, Nightmare?", he asks.

That name again, Nightmare.

"I don't know what that is," Rachael says as fear dances on the tip of her tongue.

She shivers in fear, she wants to run but where would she go?

These are vampires and escaping them with a bleeding leg would be impossible.

She is caught off from her thoughts as Dracula suddenly appears before her.

Her knees immediately go weak and her bones creak like an old ship, she raises her head slowly and finally stares into the eyes of Dracula.

He holds her gaze In a cold stare and push her to the ground, "Don't worry, blood never lies" he says.

Rachael groans, Dracula bends down and grips the heel of the penknife, he slides it downward increasing the cut on Rachael's leg.

She groans in pain as Dracula slices down her flesh, "Stop it, you monster" Gabriel screams at the top of his voice and his eyes change into a bright blue.

He snarls and pulls at his chains.

He roars and the men holding him in chains almost lose their grip.

"Silence," Dracula commands in a thunderous and evil voice and Gabriel's roar diminish into little growls until he goes quiet and gasps for breath.

He pulls out the penknife and licks it, he close his eyes as he savors it.

"Shitty blood" he mumbles, as he swerves his head left and right until he stops.

"You are useless" he says plain and cold.

"Alex bring in the Ghouls, have them eat her. I'm not interested in killing her slowly anymore" he says to the tall red head.

She nods her head and walks out of the room.

"Please, you can't do this" Gabriel pleads but this is what he enjoys, the begging before a fall.

"Say your goodbyes".

Ghouls? Like in the movies?

Rachael swallows her saliva, she sweats and prays under her breath for a miracle.

"If you do this, I swear I will kill you" Gabriel grits his teeth.

His eyes filled with rage and his heart with fear for what may happen and like a thread in-between the blades of a scissors his mind cuts.

Rachael tries to calm down since things are crazy.

She breathes slowly and tries to assess her situation.

She is a mess right now and things don't look to be getting any better, in fact they get worse.

Alex walks back into the room with another vampire behind her.

He has a silky smooth hair pressed backwards and a full beards across his chin. He has dark eyes and a pale looking skin.

He wears a black and red suit and stands at 5'11ft , he walks with his head straight, behind Alex.

And behind him they come.

Grey looking creatures with ghastly eyes.

Their eyes are so dark it's difficult to point out the iris, their skin are pale and they are thin.

They make weak gusty sounds and reveal a horrid set of canine molars.

"Kill her" he orders and they begin to run towards Rachael.

She closes her eyes and bite her lip hard as she anticipates her death.

She begins to see the memories, those memories that made life worth it.

The time she spent with her dad, the many quarrels she had with her mother, college and even high school.

Blue eyes.

Blue eyes, the eyes of her hero or the eyes of a monster?

She never found out the secret about those beautiful blue eyes.

Is it the end of Rachael?

Suddenly gun shots come through the door, bullets turn the ghouls to butchered corpse.

Samuel walks into the room holding an AN-94 assault rifle in hand, "Hello, father", he cocks the gun.

"The party pooper has arrived".